A Brother's Dream
A Brothers Dream
Oh,
to hear a brothers’ voice
the shoutings out loud - they sang,
a tantalizing choice.
I believe, “let freedom ring!”
Also, reverberating in still time.
A brother of simplicity,
Yet no kinship of mine.
In a declaration, he braved,
soulfully as he swayed...
his dream, of no election,
a thought, to which he slaved.
Share, though, in this legacy
left vulnerable to a rifles blare.
Brothers of sorts have died excessively,
He didn’t say “freedom ring, despair”.
So for, Sir Dr. Martin Luther,
a King by his own right.
Embellish this one day set aside,
But know “his dream” was meant for life.
Thank GOD for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
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